As Tzveta regains her memories, Shy and Spirit witness the tragedy of Letana's adult life firsthand and learn how her ideals formed. The strength of her dark, frozen heart clashes against Shy's warm light.
I was too scared of hurting you, Mama.
.كنت خائفة جدًّا من أن أؤذيك يا أمي
Ich hatte Angst,
dich zu verletzen, Mama.
Me asustaba hacerle daño a mama.
Me asustaba hacerle daño a mama.
J’avais si peur de te blesser,
maman,
Avevo troppa paura di ferirti, mamma.
Estava com muito medo
de te machucar, mamãe.
Боялась сделать тебе больно, мама.